I laugh while I cry
I smile after I let out a sigh
I scream
I guffaw
I think using my feet
For if I use my brain
I wouldn't be here
At your side today
And I wouldn't sing
I wouldn't smile
For even if you are causing me pain
I choose to stay
I choose to be hurt
All because I am insane.
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Ink and Letters
PoesíaFor the mind thinks, the heart beats. For your imagination creates, your dreams debate. For smiles are endless, words are fearless. And the mess of ink on your hands builds a haven of rhymes, of love, of times. A collection of poems about love, life...
